Decatur Democrat, Volume 43, Number 37, Decatur, Adams County, 23 November 1899 — Page 6

IF THE sewers of a dwelling are faulty, or get clogged, it soon becomes so foul that life is not safe in it. That is just what happens to you when the Liver or Kidneys fail in their work. The first little signs are backache, poor appetite, changes in urine and sometimes bowel troubles and dropsical swellings. Do not neglect any of these; Deadly disorders may follow— STOP the mischief in time, use DrlH.ricLeans LmKAieyßdm which is sure to bring speedy relief and finally a permanent cure. At druggists, SI.OO per bottle. THE DR.J.H. MCLEAN MEDICINE CO. ST. LOUIS, MO. For sale by Rolthouse. Callow & Co. * .> • HIS FAMILY SPECTER ( * “By Jove, Gordon, I don’t know what to make of you!’’ exclaimed Tom Fairleigh, drawing on his gloves, with considerable show of vexation. “Amy Hepburn's happiness is dear - to me. In fact. I came here tonight to tell you that I love her”— “To tell me!” broke in Gordon. “Why don’t you tell her?” “Wait, can’t you ? Let me finish. I have told her. and she has declined me. It was done very gently and with the greatest possible regard for my feelings, but nevertheless I was declined. Don't think me a fool because I come here and make a confession which can be nothing less than mortifying. I’m doing it for Amy's sake. ” “For Amy’s sake?” echoed Gordon. “Yes; I want to see her happy, and you are the man to make her so. She declined me on your account. Os course I knew long ago that you were my rival, but did not know until two hours ago that you were the successful one. You aren't worthy of her and don't deserve her. but don't think for a moment that I believe myself more worthy or more deserving.” Pausing suddenly. Fairleigh walked to his friend's side and laid a hand on his shoulder. “I can t understand what yon mean by leading Amy to believe that you care for her while all the time dividing your attention with Nell Forthdyke. Would you be inhuman enough to break a heart as loyal as Amy’s?" “Don’t get tragic. Tom. I’m not going to break anybody's heart. Nell is rich, you know” — “And so are yon. ” sneered Fairleigh, walking hurriedly to the door and laying his hand on the knob, “tut Amy Hepburn is poor. Society dares yon to wed with poverty. If you love Amy. are yon man enough to take the dare? Examine into the financial condition of the Hepunrns. reflect upon the cause of their downfall in fortune and then let me see if you are strong enough to leap this Brahminical barrier of caste." With this parting shot Fairleigh passed quickly out of the room and slammed the do r behind him. Harry Gordon gave vent to a long whistle, settled himself back in a chair and thoughtfully lighted a cigar. "That was quite a jolt." he muttered. looking upward through the curling wreaths of smoke. “ ‘How happy could I be with either were t’other dear charmer away!’ It’s as sure as can be that I love one and fancy the other. But who will unravel the Gordian knot? Which is it to be—Amy or Nell?" A knock fell on the door, not on the outside door, but on a d. .r leading into a closet. Harry G. rdon stirred uncomfortably in his chair, a vexed look coming into his eyes as he fixed them upon the closet door. After a brief interval of silence the knock was repeated.

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“Now. what in the world aroused yon?” cried Gordon. “Business is business, ” came a hollow voice from the other side of the closet door. “I’m here for a purpose, and if I do not make that purpose manifest once in awhile you'H forget all about me. ” This remark was followed by a clanking, cachinnatory outburst that seemed to grate harshly on Gordon’s ear. “Well, what do you want?” he asked. “I want to come out and show myself. You know I’m here, but a little ocular demonstration won’t come amiss. I take it. Remember, I'm showing consideration for you. I might have kicked open this door and stalked out into the ’room. But I didn't. I rapped.” “Can't you put it off? Come out tomorrow. I've got something else to think about now. ” “The high and mighty order of family skeletons are not in the habit of playing second fiddle or taking back seats for anybody. I’m coming at once. ” “All right, then.” groaned Gordon, squaring himself about in his chair. “Come on. ” The closet door flew open and a well developed skeleton strode out and dropped with a rattle into a chair. The cavernous eyes were blankly expressive—to Gordon. For him also there was something sarcastic in the grin of the fleshless jaws. “Dust me off, ” said the skeleton. “I want to show up as frightful as possible tonight. ” The request presented itself to Gordon as a command which he was powerless to disobey. Picking up a feather duster, he plied it vigorously about the gleaming white bones. “Achoo!” he sneezed, dropping the duster and falling into his chair. “You ought not to neglect me,” said the skeleton. “I’m one of the family and should be treated as such. Now, then, let’s have a chat. ” The skeleton crossed its bony legs and settled back comfortably. “Will it do me any good to have a chat with you?” queried Gordon. “That remains to be seen. It used to do your father good. Why, it was my custom to visit him every night. As he sat before that table there writing I’d sneak out of that closet, come quietly up behind him and put an arm caressingly about his neck." The skeleton laughed, working its bony jaws with a succession of crackling sounds that made Gordon shiver. "How it nsed to startle him! He would turn white as a sheet as he looked up into my face. Once he sprang to his feet in desperation. and we had a wrestle all about the room, overturning chairs, tables and everything else that came in our way. " "You succeeded well in shortening my father’s life." returned Gordon gloomily. “Under your tyranny he sank into his grave long before his time. “So he did. so he did. and he passed me on to you with the rest of his property. real and personal. It was a rich inheritance, my dear boy. even though I haa to be dragged at its heels. Yet don't accuse me of any responsibility for your father's taking off. He was the author of my existence. Like Frankenstein. he built me up, bone by bone, and was not content until he had made n gigantic monster and had breathed into my bony breast the breath of life. Then, in order that I might not afflict his sight, he stowed me away in that closet. Suppose I became the instrument of his own undoing. Is it not true that he was nevertheless the author of his own downfall?” “Your logic seems to be as merciless as it is correct,” answered Gordon, with knitted brows. “Still, there are some points relating to your history on which my mind is a trifle obscure. What possessed my father to call into being a creature of your disagreeable character?” “The almighty dollar, young man. He created me in order that you might inherit a little more wealth. He did not think, then, how I should one day j sit astride his shoulders like an Old Man ■ of the Sea. nor did he think that it was | possible for me to afflict his son. For obvious reasons, my relations with you are not so intimate as they were with i your worthy father. I was evolved out of the wheat pit of the board of trade, j Your father was a bull, and he merci- . lessly gored both life and fortune out of

a certain bear who was not nimble enough to get out of his way. ” “And who was this bear?” asked Gordon. “A man named Hepburn.” “Amy Hepburn’s father?” murmured the young man. rubbing his hand across his brow in an effort to remember. “Yes. Hepburn lost every penny he had in the world through that disastrous wheat deal. He was forced into bankruptcy and, unable to bear the disgrace, took his own life. His money went to increase the store your father left you, my boy, and it is now possible for you to live in luxury while Hepburn's wife and cihldren must struggle on as best they can. However,” and the skeleton got up and started back to its closet, “it is not for me to moralize. Now that I’ve caught myself deliver ing a homily. I'll just take my departure. Au revoir, my dear fellow! ’ ’ Halting at the closet door, the skeleton waved its adieu and disappeared within. Gordon sat in his chair, deep in thought, while his cigar burned itself out between his fingers. At last he got up and shook his broad shoulders as though freeing himself of a disagreeable burden. “Society has dared me,” he muttered, “but I know my heart, now, and I’ll do as I please!” «»»»••• After Harry Gordon and Amy Hepburn had been married and had returned from their honeymoon Harry brought his bride up stairs to his old bachelor’s den and seated her in a chair. “My dear,” he said. “I have a confession to make to you. My father once did your father a grievous wrong, and I have made myself the happiest fellow in the world by undoing it. However, as we are not to have any secrets from each other, you must know about this. ’ A look of astonishment came into Amy's blue eyes as she watched her husband proceed to the closet, throw open the door and go rummaging about inside. “What in the world are you looking for. Harry?” she asked as he returned to her side. “I’m looking for something that does not seem to be there--the Gordon family skeleton. Amy. For the first time in 15 years it is not to be found in that closet. Just then a clanking tread was heard in the hallway without, the door was pushed slowly ajar and the skeleton limped in. supporting itself on a crutch and looking very much the worse for wear. “Thereitis!" cried Gordon. “What's the matter with you, old chap ? Here, sit down. I want to make you acquainted with my wife." The family skeleton dropped into a chair and shook until it rattled like a score of castanets. “I’m done for. "it groaned. “You’ve fixed me. young man. I just dropped in to say goodby forever. But don't introduce me to your wife. We’ve met before. ’' “That's so. Harry."said Amy. “I know all about this family skeleton of yours. Don’t let it worry you. my dear,” and she threw her soft arms about his neck. ‘ ‘Let the dead past bury its dead. If we are happy, isn’t that enough?” “Enough, yes!" And he pressed a rapturous kiss upon her fair cheek. That kiss pronounced the doom of the Gordon family skeleton. Forthwith it began to fade into thin air. finally van ishing and leaving not a wrack behind. Playing; Poker by Wire. Few outside the brotherhood of the key are aware that operators often play poker over the wire. It is. nevertheless. a fact, and the diversion is fairly common. "When 1 was working on the Blankety-blank line at a little railroad station in Illinois,” said an ex-operator the other day, "business was very slack toward early morning, and we used to get up a four handed game regularly. The players were myself and three other operators at different points along the line. We would call each other up. and then every man would deal himself a hand, making his discards and ‘helping’ as desired. Os course, we had to trust to mutual honor as to cheating, but I think everybody was on the square. All played freeze out. and the loser bad to treat when we got together at headquarters, which was about cnce a month. 1 must confess that the action was a little slow, but the game was more exciting than one might Imagine. Almost all the old operators have played cards by telegraph at some time or another.” — Chicago I Chronicle. Tie Powder I’r.ft In Cuba. The Cuban woman, young or old, eon- i siders a powder puff a more indispen- I sable adjunct to her toilet than mere 1 soap and water—a primal necessity to her attractive:., ss which it is her re- j ligious duty to foster and preserve. Thus all classes and conditions are I wedded to the powder puff, from the I grand dame of fashion to the neglected little orphan in the asylum; ... m the crumpled visaged octogenarian to the rosy cheeked child of half a dozen summers. Go io • any Cuban school .and , you will find teachers and pupils alike I unsparingly garnished, a powder box I and the rag or bit of chamois with | which to apply it in every desk and I ’rj I- 1 . In ’.‘‘'re female ’’*» e» - I re 2»O rr 3"iris are at work rollr>. s i t ..vr ijox. In tue ;

NEGRO PROBLEM Impassioned Address by Bishop Turner Before the Conference of the African 3lethodists. Maoon, Gx, Nov. 18—In an address before the Georgian conference of the African Methodist church Bishop H. M. Turner yesterday urged every opposition to the Hardwick bill now pending before the legislature of this state to limit the suffrage of the negroes in this state. Bishop Turner said he proposed to take the stump in Georgia against it and implored every colored minister to do likewise. He said the law would reduce every negro to the ignoble status of a free slave and their condition would be worse than before the war. The bishop denounced the supreme court of the United States for taking away the negroes’ civil rights, but excepted Justice Harlan who was the negroes’ friend. He urged that every minister assist in getting signatures to the petition to congress for an appropriation of $105,000,000 to be used iu sending 7,000,000 of the race to Africa so that there would be an end of race conflicts iu this country. REV. DR. MOODY His Condition Improved — Suffering From Weakening of the Walls of the Heart. East Northfield, Mass., Nov 21. —Dr. D. L. Moody’s physician issued the following bulletin last night: “Mr. Moody has had a comfortable day. His general condition and his appetite have improved. His temperature is normal. He has slept one hour during the day. His trouble is a weakening of the walls of the heart, caused by overwork and a condition akiu to fatty degeneration of the heart. I confidently expect steady, though not rapid, improvement.” The bulletin followed an examination of Mr. Moody by several doctors, the region of the heart being the chief point of scrutiny. DEWEY HOME The Admiral Transfers the House Given Him by the People to His Wife. Washington, Nov. 21. —Admiral Dewey has formally transferred to his wife the title of ownership to the house and contents, constituting a gift to him, made by the people of this country. Two papers figure in the transaction and they are now on file in the office of the recorder of deeds. The first is a deed iu trust by which George Dewey transfers to John W. Crawford, the consideration being sl, in trust to convey the property to Mildred McLean Dewey. The second is a deed by which John W. Crawford, as trustee, conveys to Mildred McLean Dewey, the consideration being $lO, the property. Before the Funeral. In an interview with a representative of the London Daily Chronicle Mr. Dunne told a story about the evening paper in which Mr. Dooley first made his appearance—an ill fated sheet which the gods loved. One day. just before the end. a funeral passed the office with a band playing the dead march from "Saul.” The editor and Mr. Dunne watched it with emotion and fear. “Can it be,” they whispered, "our subscriber?”—Bookman. Pension For Mrs. Bagley. Washington, Nov. 14.—A pension of slo per month was [granted yesterday by Commissioner Evans to Adelaide W. Bagley, mother of Lieutenant Worth Bagley, who was killed in the war with Spain.

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